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i dont know what to say this time.. i dont have any introduction because i dont have to introduce anything..
nothings wrong today.. but that doesnt mean theres something special.. today is just an ordinary day..
in fil, i made a love story about 2 people.. nah.. just a love story.. i dont want to narrate that fuckin' story... a product of my vast imagination.. pure, i said pure imagination.. no experiences or whatever..
kalen is so GC.. i dont want grade conscious people.. Kalaen, that doesnt mean that i hate you...
wait... 'bout Kalen.. we both went to the powder room in the maceda bldg.. i know where the teachers hide the fuckin' key to the good-smelling, so-clean-and-refreshing toilet bowl.. the one with the lock.. the other toilet were so smelly! yuck.. so i decided to take a pee there, in the good-smelling, so-clean-and-refreshing toilet bowl.. hehe.. but theres a problem.. i cant pull out the key from the lock.. teachers from the other schools came without any warning.. but i told them not to do their thing there because the toilet seats were so dirty.. haha.. then i let KALEN to do the work... and i do look like a security guard stabding beside the door.. she did it.. haha... she was blessed by God with good hands compared to my nail-so-short, chubby, dirty hands...
also, a miracle happened today.. i REVIEWED for the test in social.. i had proven that nora aunor's famous line 'WALANG HIMALA' wasnt true.. for me.. haha.. just kidding..
got nothing more to say.. goodbye.
